Without clothes it’s a different conversation
In each other’s arm we will naked
Bare flesh bare smile bare life bare style
Little less smiles little more seductions
We jump off the bed and land in abyss
Without clothes it’s a different conversation
The more clothes we shed, the more we blend
Neither happiness matters nor sadness woes
We search for solitude and see each other
We cry in hysterics and smile in delight
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